Chapter 1695 by Marina Vittori

Alaric’s unexpected demise happened out in the wilderness. His lifeless body eventually became a meal for wild dogs.

Nobody expected that the second- ranked Astonishing World List powerhouse and Chief Guildmaster of Dragon Guard would end up as a meal for wild animals.

Ironically, not even his bones were spared from this undignified fate. Meanwhile, a pressing assembly unfolded in Dragon Guard, gathering esteemed venerated members, elders, and officials.

Two hours had elapsed since Chief Guildmaster Alaric emerged from seclusion, yet there was still no sign of him. Under normal circumstances, this wouldn’t raise an alarm.

They were aware that he was in a fierce battle with Seth, the Sword Whisperer, who matched him closely in strength.

Even though Alaric might have been stronger one-on-one, there was still concern about a possible surprise attack from the West Lucozian monarchy.

“Any updates from Chief Guildmaster’s side?”

Urgency marked the entrance of a white -bearded elder, joining the assembly of two or three dozen high-ranking members of the Dragon Guard.

These people were the backbone of the Dragon Guard, wielding power in the political arena, and their influence stretched far and wide. To them, the royal family was just a pawn, as they were the true rulers of Dragonmarsh.

“We dispatched someone to investigate, but there’s no information yet,” one of the officials responded.

“Is this how you manage things? Letting the Chief Guildmaster venture alone into danger? If something happens to him, who will take responsibility?” the white-bearded elder rebuked.

“Don’t worry, Elder Lucius. Our Chief Guildmaster possesses unparalleled skills and the protection of vital force. Unless Arion intervenes, no one can match him,” one of the officials reassured.

“People often say it’s a tough challenge. If the three aces from the West Lucozian monarchy team up, even Chief Guildmaster won’t have an easy time,” Elder Lucius explained seriously.

For years, the Dragon Guard had shown restraint toward the West Lucozian monarchy due to the threat of the Black Dragon Army and their three formidable aces: the Sword Whisperer, the Drunken Maniac, and the Executioner.

These three are formidable characters. When they join forces, they become an unstoppable and overwhelming force that no one can resist.

“Elder Lucius, stop worrying. The West Lucozian monarchy is struggling to protect itself. It’s unlikely they’d dispatch so many warriors,” the official dismissed.

The Dragon Guard had always been unstoppable, and the Chief Guildmaster, in particular, was unparalleled. Who could harm the Chief Guildmaster?

“Better safe than sorry,” Elder Lucius said, furrowing his brows. “And what about the Assistant Chief Guildmaster?

Why hasn’t he shown up yet?”

“Elder Lucius, the Assistant Chief Guildmaster, is still in seclusion. He even instructed that he should not be disturbed by anyone,” another person replied.

He remained unconvinced, stating, ” I’ll lead the reinforcements to Quandary Mountain to aid the Chief Guildmaster.”

As Elder Lucius was about to leave, a distressed Dragon Guard disciple rushed into the hall, sweating profusely.

He exclaimed, “Bad news! The life essence amulet in the Hall of Heroes, which Chief Guildmaster preserved, has shattered!”

“What?” The revelation shocked everyone. The assembled group stared in disbelief, their eyes wide, wondering if they had misheard.

“What did you just say? Repeat it!” Elder Lucius snapped, seizing a disciple of the Dragon Guard by the collar and lifting him.

Elder Lucius’ anger was visible.

“I-I saw it myself in the Hall of Heroes. Our Chief Guildmaster’s life essence amulet broke into two!” the disciple exclaimed.

In the House of Heroes, pivotal figures of the Dragon Guard each preserved a life essence amulet. When someone met their demise, the corresponding amulet would shatter without delay.

Elder Lucius had glimpsed this phenomenon on a previous occasion, but it was a regular official’s amulet breaking.

Little did he anticipate witnessing the Chief Guildmaster’s amulet shattering today-a grim omen pointing to the untimely demise of the Dragon Guard’s leader.

“No! It can’t be. Chief Guildmaster is unbeatable! This must be a mistake!” Elder Lucius shouted, refusing to accept the grim reality.

In a state of shock, he pushed the disciple aside and rushed with a group of members to the House of Heroes. The sight that awaited them was beyond anything they could have imagined.